This was the best treasure he had on hand for the Divine Soul. At the same time, it was also a non-renewable resource. Once it was used up, there would be no more. Usually, Zuo Xiaoduo would not bear to drink it.
However, the situation was different now. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to use it.
"I have to pay attention to the dosage … Nian Nian and I almost exploded the last time …"
Zuo Xiaoduo muttered, "According to Nian Nian and my standards, one drop at a time is the limit … Although Zhan Xuejun is also a genius, she is definitely not as good as us … Especially now that she is in a coma … One drop is definitely not enough. It's too much."
"To be conservative … a quarter of a drop is enough. If it doesn't work, I'll add more."
Zuo Xiaoduo poured out a drop of laurel honey and carefully divided it into four parts. One part was mixed with spiritual water. Then, he fed it to Zhan Xuejun.
It was okay to feed her the spiritual water mixed with laurel honey. However, Zhan Xuejun's face immediately showed an extremely painful expression. Rich spiritual energy also rose. A gust of white gas rose from the top of her head.
Zuo Xiaoduo watched quietly without blinking. Then, he saw a faint black gas appear. Although the black gas was faint, it appeared to be enveloping Zhan Xuejun's white Divine Soul. It was as if a layer of haze had dyed the holy color, and it was impossible to get rid of it!
Although he was just watching from the side, Zuo Xiaoduo could already feel that the hidden pure demonic aura in the black gas was unprecedentedly pure!
Even when he was in the Demon Spirit Forest, he had never felt it to be this pure!
What's more, Zuo Xiaoduo even felt that the demonic aura was not necessarily evil. It was the ultimate form of dark power!
The extreme power of darkness revealed its sharpness and gave off a feeling of invincibility.
It was as if as long as this power was released, no matter what was in front of it, it would definitely penetrate it. That kind of sharp domineering aura!
It was full of arrogance and domineering, and it was insufferably arrogant!
"Damn, what kind of power is this?"
Zuo Xiaoduo tried to use the power of his Divine Soul to come into contact with this inexplicable power, but he was shocked to find that the power was suddenly on high alert. It even formed a sharp point and was about to pierce through him...
Zuo Xiaoduo instantly felt his blood run cold and his blood run cold. He did not dare to act rashly and hurriedly withdrew his Divine Soul.
"F * ck, why are you so fierce! What is this? "
Zuo Xiaoduo immediately recalled that when they were in the Great Hall of Magic Souls, Zhan Xuejun had suddenly appeared and attacked him.
"F * ck, it's another thing that's beyond my knowledge …"
Zuo Xiaoduo felt increasingly helpless. With his current cultivation and knowledge, there was really nothing he could do about this situation!
"Sister, Big Sister Zhan, please wake up quickly …"
Zuo Xiaoduo prayed in his heart.
At least, when you wake up, I'll know how you feel …
Zhan Xuejun was still lying peacefully on the bed.
The magical effect of the Laurel Honey was undoubtedly working. The power of her Divine Soul was increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye … However, the Demonic Qi did not weaken at all.
It was as if it had a mind of its own, stubbornly defending its position and not retreating a single step.
Zhan Xuejun's Divine Soul was getting stronger and stronger, and the Demonic Qi was also getting more and more condensed!
What's more, from Zhan Xuejun's body, there was a continuous stream of black gas, which gradually merged into the Demonic Qi …
Zuo Xiaoduo could feel the deep hatred, the kind of hatred that could destroy heaven and earth.
He could also completely imagine the endless accumulation of hatred in Zhan Xuejun's heart during the process of torture!
He believed that during the process, this strong and determined woman must have thought countless times in her heart that as long as she could get out of here alive, in this life, she would definitely wipe out the Demonic Clan, leaving no one alive!
And this hatred had become an extreme obsession in the bottom of her heart!
However, this obsession, in a sense, also belonged to the category of Inner Demons.
Inner Demons were also demons.
After the Divine Soul's Divine Soul was restored and greatly increased, the accumulated hatred in the bottom of her heart became more and more pervasive, but it also became the nourishment for the Demonic Qi that invaded her Divine Soul!
Zuo Xiaoduo wasn't stupid. He immediately understood the situation and couldn't help but sigh.
Looking at the Demonic Qi that rose above Zhan Xuejun's head and the white Divine Soul's Divine Soul, it seemed to be slowly influenced by this bone-deep hatred, gradually evolving into a faint red color …
"This … what should we do?"
Zuo Xiaoduo's face was full of worry.
He had saved her, but how should he deal with the situation in front of him?
Looking at the fluctuation of Zhan Xuejun's Divine Soul, the situation where Primordial Qi and Devil Qi intertwined, Zuo Xiaoduo was at a loss of what to do.
It was clear that Zhan Xuejun was unable to control herself and was unable to resist. That was why there were signs of her spirit overflowing.
The more Zuo Xiaoduo thought about it, the more worried he became.
What should he do?
He didn't know how to deal with this matter. The more he delayed, the more he could only sit and wait for death.
Now that he was in the Tower of Annihilation, he was safe for the time being. But … the old man outside most likely would not leave.
He reckoned that as long as he dared to show his face, he would be the first to be caught …
What else could he do? He could only hide in the Tower of Annihilation for a while …
After a long while, the Qi of Divine Soul above Zhan Xuejun's head gradually reached its peak and condensed into a ball. The signs of intertwining with the Devil Qi became clearer and clearer. It was not strange that the two existed fundamentally different.
Compared to the Devil Qi, Zhan Xuejun's Qi of Divine Soul was naturally much more. Comparing the two, there was a huge difference of 99% to 0.1%.
However, Zhan Xuejun's Qi of Divine Soul was in the form of a fog. It was a mess inside, and there was no clue at all.
As for the Devil Qi, it was only a little bit, but it was so black that it was shining, as if it was solid.
Visually, the difference between the two was like heaven and earth. However, the slight black Qi had formed a complete suppression on Zhan Xuejun's Qi of Divine Soul!
It gradually evolved into a binding and wrapping situation, as if it wanted to devour the many. It wanted to completely control Zhan Xuejun's Qi of Divine Soul.
Zuo Xiaoduo, who knew that the situation was not right, could only watch helplessly. There was nothing he could do, and he could not deal with it.
What's more, the quarter drop of laurel honey was not only a great supplement for Zhan Xuejun's Qi of Divine Soul, it was also greatly beneficial to the Devil Qi.
Zuo Xiaoduo knew that he had done something wrong by acting rashly. He stared, rubbed his hands, and said with a melancholy face, "This whole thing …"
Fortunately, he did not feed her a complete drop of laurel honey. Otherwise, the situation would be even worse and more difficult to deal with.
Zuo Xiaoduo had thought of taking a gamble, hoping that the old man who called himself the Devil Ancestor would give up and leave when he saw that there was no trace of him.
Although the probability was very small, as long as he succeeded, he could try to go back to Elder Wan and ask Elder Wan to save the Devil Qi in Zhan Xuejun's body. No matter how strange the Devil Qi was, in front of Elder Wan, it could not make a big splash!
But … it was just a wishful thinking. Not to mention that the old man, the Devil Ancestor, knew his background very well. It was impossible for him to leave. Even if he really left, how could he go back?
The Heavenly Spirit Forest was located between the Devil Spirit Forest and the Demon Spirit Forest. If he wanted to enter the Heavenly Spirit Forest again, he would have to pass through the Devil Spirit Forest. With the Devil Clan's attitude of hating him to the bone, how could he go through the Devil Spirit Forest be the same as courting death?
Just when Zuo Xiaoduo was in a dilemma and did not know what to do …
"Clang!"
Suddenly, there was a clang of a sword in the air. The Wahuang Sword felt the surging Devil Qi and flew over quickly. As the light flashed, the tip of the sword was already facing the two kinds of Spiritual Qi that were entangled above Zhan Xuejun's head.
Zuo Xiaoduo clearly saw that the moment the tip of the sword touched the Devil Qi, the Devil Qi immediately stopped.
It felt like a person who saw someone who was much stronger than him and was instinctively scared.
He was acting arrogant and domineering, but he was suddenly scared silly!
He was stiff!
That kind of cowering, that kind of fear, that kind of helplessness, all of them were on the surface of the seven emotions, and they were fully expressed in his expression …
Zuo Xiaoduo could not help but feel that he had seen a ghost. He actually felt an extremely complicated intertwining of emotions from that wisp of Devil Qi … That wisp of Devil Qi, could it be that it had become a spirit?
Clang!
The sound of the sword rang again. The Wahuang Sword flew back and forth in the air. The sword light flashed again and again, and the pressure was getting heavier and heavier.
The tip of the sword was getting fiercer and fiercer.
It seemed to be showing off, but also seemed to be asking: Are you convinced? You bastard, are you convinced?!
Zuo Xiaoduo felt that he could feel the arrogance and complacency very clearly. He knew that it was real and not fake, and that was what it was.
It was probably a feeling of joy that he had finally found a target that he could bully — the Wahuang Sword was feeling that now!
The God-Killing Spear!
Heh heh heh, you bastard, you actually fell into my hands today!
This is the reincarnation of the heavens. Who will be spared by the heavens?!
Howl howl howl!
You bastard, you were ranked behind me back then, but you were still unconvinced. What was there to be unconvinced about?
Who asked your master to not be as awesome as my master?
You knew my identity and status, but you still provoked me time and time again!
Now, after so many years, we meet again after so many years, and I have finally caught a wisp of your Spear Spirit!
Hahaha …
Retribution is not good, but I am so happy!
Under the constant coercion of the Wahuang Sword, the Sword Spirit continued to release spiritual pressure. Between the Sword Spirit and the Spear Spirit, a confrontation that Zuo Xiaoduo could not see and a conversation that could not be heard was unfolding.
The Wahuang Sword was like a mountain pressing down on the Wahuang Sword. Its momentum was unparalleled, and it suppressed the Spear Spirit to the point that it could not breathe. At this moment, it had already retracted the part of its power that was suppressing Zhan Xuejun's soul, and concentrated all its power in one place, forming an illusory spear tip. It confronted the Wahuang Sword, barely holding on.
However, it was obviously like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It was in imminent danger, and it looked like it was about to be pushed down by force! The only thing left was for the Wahuang Sword to put in more effort and give it a final kick. Then, it would be easy to destroy it, and it would be bullied at will!
"Heh heh heh heh … Spear, you also have a day like this!" The Wahuang Sword shook its head and wagged its tail arrogantly. It was extremely satisfied with its success!
So satisfying!
So satisfying!
So satisfying!
…
[It's so uncomfortable to not have a draft … Wu …]
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
